It comes to the poor,
It stalks the rich...
To often we don't realize what we have until it's...
To often were to stubborn to say sorry I was...
As cats that purr when on your lap,
And that on you, might take a nap...
STILL LIFE ( on a friends mothers funeral )
Could I get some moments more...
You won't know how things come and go
There might not be tomorrow...
Living life feeling ashame
wanting to cry or hurt yourself...
My Life is a circle
But I don't know where it begins...
This air we breath
Which fills our lungs...
Never Change for Someone
be yourself and Have some Fun...
Have you ever wondered?
If people say who you are...
My heart is the wind,
Racing free and wild...
Any move can make your future,
any ride could be your last...